The Lunchbox

There are few rare occasions, when I come across a film so beautiful it makes me speechless and retrospect my entire life. This was one of them, wont spoil by saying much, just this: the collage of efforts of being believably vulnerable on screen is what makes the grown man cry for you. P.S: A film so beautiful I didn't even skip the end credits. And I thank myself for not watching it earlier because it required me to build great emotional quotient through life to register the micro-emotions and details. Gosh I love cinema!